On the dining room table was where she sat,
Although she was thick, she lacked the fat.
Her beautifully slick and salty curves,
Are truly a sight to be observed.
Before her vision in your mind has faded,
Do not forget she is completely naked.
From top to bottom in gorgeous tan skin,
For gazing upon her is a mortal sin.
Her golden skin needs as no words to be said,
As if she is crust that's filled with bread.
Her position is cause for total temptation,
Wanting to hold her fills me with frustration.
Such creation is known as all beauty,
Giving her admiration is a constant duty.
Although my words have been quite quirky,
I’d like you to know she is a Thanksgiving turkey.